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"Bang——!"

A kick sent Oramura Makoto flying hundreds of meters, finally kneeling on the ground.

"From the beginning, my luck doesn't seem to be very good..."

Susanoo smiled wryly, but quickly, he rallied again.

With his retreat completely cut off, he could only kill the master of this place—Oramura Makoto—if he wanted to live.

Having been forced into a dead end, Susanoo could also show the spirit expected of a 'Steel' hero god.

He unleashed a sword aura that shone brightly enough to split the weather.

Ignoring physics, a demonic wind that could make Newton get hit by an apple raged continuously.

This was Susanoo's furious struggle; such a surging curse power would turn ordinary humans into minced meat just by brushing against it.

But it still had no effect.

Pfft!

The sound of a blade entering flesh.

Oramura Makoto reached out and directly cut through Susanoo's sword light, precisely stabbing the sword imbued with spatial power into Susanoo's neck, severing his cervical spine.

Bubbles of evaporating flesh continuously floated upwards, and the pupils in Susanoo's eyes completely lost focus.

"An extremely boring battle, a pure waste of time."

Oramura Makoto rotated the blade, his gaze falling on his front, and sneered.

"You didn't run away, and you're deliberately staying here to wait for me."

"You must have something to say to me."

Appearing from where she had disappeared, Princess Sita, dressed in a twelve-layered kimono, slowly walked over.

Chapter 333: The Obvious Place to Hide

"As expected of you, I really couldn't hide from your eyes."

The princess in the castle, clearly a deity from Indian mythology, but wearing a kimono, she looked so fitting.

It was as if such clothes were made for her, and as soon as she appeared, other women would pale in comparison.

"I gave you time, but you didn't escape."

"Why? Are you not afraid of death?"

Directly taking over the nest, Oramura Makoto came to Susanoo's house in the Underworld, and Sita followed without hesitation.

"Compared to running away like that, I'm more afraid of being remembered by a terrifying Godslayer like you."

"I think the result for the Black Robe Archmage shouldn't be good."

Sita's tone was very assertive. She also naturally took out tea leaves from Susanoo's collection, lit the stove, and started boiling water.

"It seems your perception is quite keen."

Oramura Makoto shrugged, expressing his appreciation for Sita.

He did promise to let these guys go, but that didn't mean a Godslayer would let these guys go.

That's right, it was Luo Hao.

Once upon a time, letting Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, return to mythology was Luo Hao's dream, and it could be considered a wish.

After all, her own country's hero god was actually trapped and sealed in such a small place, and even lost his memory, which was extremely embarrassing.

But now, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven had been expelled by Oramura Makoto.

In addition to her own defeat by Oramura Makoto, she had been holding back a lot of anger.

So, when she learned that someone else was actually responsible for Sun Wukong's plight, she came directly.

"Indeed."

Sita nodded.

"No wonder I always felt like I was being locked on by a murderous aura just now."

She was very sensitive. In fact, she was really prepared to escape and hide for a while at first.

After all, no one knew what fate she would experience now that she had fallen into Oramura Makoto's hands.

But just as she was about to move, her intuition kept telling her that she couldn't continue, that continuing would endanger her life.

There was no premonition, it was purely her own sixth sense.

This sixth sense had saved her life countless times in the past, helping her escape dangerous situations. So she decisively followed her heart, came back, and prepared to make a deal with Oramura Makoto.

Being remembered by such a Godslayer would keep her up at night.

Sita stood up, took the boiled water, and gracefully brewed tea, serving Oramura Makoto.

The same tea-making process instantly became pleasing to the eye when performed by a different person.

"The tea is well brewed, excellent skill."

Taking a sip of the fragrant tea, Oramura Makoto rarely showed a hint of enjoyment.

Indeed, it must be admitted that this tea surpassed all the tea Oramura Makoto had drunk before.

"It is my greatest honor that you like it."

Sita generously accepted Oramura Makoto's praise, then returned to her seat.

"Speak, what do you want to say to me?"

"Considering the cup of tea you just made, I will indeed guarantee your safety this time."

"Yes, that also includes Luo Hao."

This was already Oramura Makoto's highest praise for this Divine Ancestor, and it was also his greatest leniency towards her.

After all, he was ignoring Luo Hao's wishes.

"Yes, the reason I didn't leave was just to tell you one thing."

"Although you will soon realize this, I think it's better for you to know first."

Sita placed her hands in front of her, performing a very standard kneeling ceremony.

"Oh, tell me about it."

Oramura Makoto became slightly interested, looking at Sita with interest.

For some reason, he had a premonition, a premonition that he could hear something interesting from Sita.

"I don't know if you've heard of the Last King."

"This character?"

Sita's tone of voice had a bit of a probing feel.

But what she said earlier about making Oramura Makoto interested did succeed, and the corners of Oramura Makoto's mouth turned up.

"Of course, I've heard of him."

"What? Do you have information about the Last King?"

Originally, Athena had some, but Athena's information was just a smokescreen, just a trap to conceal the Last King's true location.

Now it seemed that he was going to unintentionally gain something from this Divine Ancestor.

"Yes, in fact, the Last King's sealed location is very simple."

"After all, the existence of the Monkey God King is to completely seal the Last King, isolate his aura, and prevent his followers from finding him."

Sita raised her head and said slowly.

This news was indeed shocking, even he found it shocking.

What was this?

Hiding in plain sight?

The guy I've been looking for for so long is actually under my feet?

Now that Sita said this, Oramura Makoto understood, understood why Sita said he would understand sooner or later.

Once the seal was lifted, it would inevitably lead to the long-awaited resurrection of the Last King.

And once the Last King was resurrected, as the strongest Steel, he would extract a large amount of the earth's essence.

With such a loss of essence, this already fragile island nation would face all kinds of natural disasters.

Of course, it wouldn't even reach that point; once the essence was lost in large quantities, Oramura Makoto would notice.

"Moreover, I have another matter to report to you."

"Hoh, feel free to speak."

The woman in front of him had already shown Oramura Makoto her worth, so even if some of her words were nonsense, Oramura Makoto was willing to listen.

"It's like this, the Last King has his own messengers."

"Our seal is mainly aimed at these messengers. Now, these messengers have come to this country."

"Once the seal is lifted, the Last King's unsealing will inevitably be put on the agenda."

"It's probably in the near future."

Speaking of this, Sita pursed her lips.

"If you need it, I can provide you with their approximate locations."

"It's just that they are very good at hiding themselves. Please forgive me for this."

"It doesn't matter."

Oramura Makoto directly ignored Sita's little thoughts, but instead looked at Sita with interest, picked up the tea on the table, and took a shallow sip at his lips.

"More than that, I'm more concerned that, in mythology, the Last King Rama should be your husband."

"Looking at you, you not only don't welcome your husband's return, but even hate your husband."

"Is it because of mythology?"

In the Ramayana, Rama won a martial arts contest and married Princess Sita of Mithila. Later, Rama was exiled, and Sita, for the sake of her husband, willingly followed him into exile.

The ten-headed demon king Ravana of Lanka abducted Sita. Rama allied with the monkey kingdom, and the monkey king had a divine monkey Hanuman who was exceptionally brave.

With the help of the divine monkey Hanuman and the monkey group, he finally defeated the demon king and rescued Sita.

But Rama suspected Sita's chastity, causing her to throw herself into the fire to prove it. The fire god brought Sita out of the raging fire, proving her chastity.

The couple was reunited, and the exile also ended.

Rama returned to the country and ascended the throne, and a peaceful and prosperous age appeared in Ayodhya. But twists and turns arose again. Rama heard that the people were spreading rumors that Sita was not chaste, and in order not to violate the public opinion, he reluctantly abandoned the pregnant Sita on the banks of the Ganges.

Sita was rescued by the sage Valmiki and lived in the hermitage, giving birth to twin sons. Later, Rama held a horse sacrifice, and Valmiki arranged for the twin sons to meet Rama and defended Sita's chastity to Rama, but Rama still felt that he could not win the trust of the people.

Sita had no choice but to call out to Mother Earth, saying that if she was chaste, please let the earth take her in. Suddenly, the earth cracked open. Sita jumped into the embrace of the earth. Finally, Rama and his brothers ascended to heaven and transformed into the god Vishnu.

In mythology, it can be said that Rama was indeed a true hero to the people.

Because he did bring peace and happiness to his people, worthy of the name of hero, but the one he was most sorry for, or rather the only one he was sorry for, was his wife Sita.

Sita dedicated everything to him, suffered so much for Rama in her life, but what she got in return was not Rama's love and affection, but only endless suspicion.

This was undoubtedly painful for a woman.

Because the husband she loved wholeheartedly never trusted her.

Therefore, Oramura Makoto would ask if it was because of mythological reasons.

"I have to admit, I have indeed been affected by some mythological aspects."

"Although these are not the real facts, the gods will indeed be affected by the myths woven by humans."

"If I were to die now and be reborn from mythology again, I would indeed solidify my identity as Rama's wife."